It's a big clinic tomorrow morning. I hate that particular clinic and we have to work with the playleader who drives me mad. She told me today she got a new kitten. She already has a dog called Bailey so she calls the kitten baileys. Hmmm (stupid bitch)
I was allowed home early tonight...Quite a bit early so I thought I'd stop at Sainsburys and get a few bits. Half of Bristol had the same idea.
It was packed. What made me a bit sad though was everyone seemed to have their partner with them. Helping them to shop. Mind god knows why the feck I was sad because the bastard ex never ever helped me shop anyways.
I had to buy a new bottle of Advocaat because mysteriously someone drank the first one.
At the checkout the girl spotting the uniform asked if I had any advice about chicken pox. Her 18 month baby has it. I am a Chicken Pox expert and gave her a list of stuff to get to make baby feel better. I love to be needed.
The kids have been to the hippodrome to see Julian Clary in Panto. Hope he doesn't fall off his beanstick.
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